Onward Ho…

I’m gonna take you
To a place far from here
No one will see us
Watch the pain as it disappears
No time for anger
No time for despair
Won’t you come with me
There’s a room for us there

As the strains of Return to Serenity filled up the silence, the train chugged along towards Aurangabad. Its amazing how music keeps me company for hours and hours of time which otherwise seem endless. So it was one more of those dreaded weddings that I had to attend. I often wonder why people like these weddings where there’s nothing more than hypocrisy on show and yeah, the free food. But well, for the free food, I cannot give up myself for such torture. Unless, of course, in such cases when I have to.

Most of my cousins had prior commitments and as I had nothing to do, I was dragged along to witness one more tamasha. So it was me with two of my sisters as company. I was listening to my discman (god bless it!!) in the train all along occasionally dropping one earphone to check the conversation between the other two.

The favourite topics are clothes and people and filmstars and clothes and people and filmstars and so on….

I thought I might as well try to interrupt with some better talk among us lesser mortals. So i started talking to a cousin.

Me: So what music do you listen to?
Cousin: *blinks once* *blinks twice* *stares* Umm I listen to all kinds of music. The fast music really gets on my nerves sometimes.
Me: Okay so what do u particularly listen to?
Cousin: Anything…

That was the end of an enterprising attamept to start a conversation. So I decided I might as well give talking a slip for the rest of the train journey. And as they continued chattering about the same old stuff. I hit the pause button once again….

This innocent beauty
My words can’t describe
This rebirth purity
Brings a sullen tear right to your eyes
No time for anger
No time for despair
Please let me take you
’cause I’m already there

It was midnight as Nirvana – Unplugged filled my ears with an unparalleled melody. As everyone was being rocked to sleep by the train that pulled along through the night, I was lying there staring into nothing. A fly was lazily flitting on the tubelight as I thought about the world beyond. The white light wasnt pure anymore…

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